Connor Franta

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You and Connor were at a party and he had be drinking. You told him that it was time to go, and he started yelling no. You pulled him out side and he stared yelling again. "Connor, hunny calm down please." You try telling him, pulling him towards the car, but he just wouldn't move! "Connor!"

"Whaat do you wantt?" He asked, clearly annoyed.

When he gets like this it kinda scares you. "Please, lets go home." You beg.

"Your not the boss of me bitch!" He screams at you, then slaps you across the face.

Your cheek starts to burn instantly. You know he would never do that sober, but it still gets to you.

"Fine. Im leaving!" You cry touching your cheek.

The next morning you have ten missed calls from Connor. You then remember the events from last night and wince in pain. But, you call him any ways.

"Y/N! What happened?" Connor asked worried. He was so drunk he doesn't even remember.

"You don't remember do you?" You ask him.

"No, what happened?" He asked you.

"Connor. Y-you hit me." You say bursting into tears.

"Oh my god. I'm such a dick. Im coming over!" He mutters than hangs up.

Not even ten minutes after that you hear someone unlock the door.

"Y/n?" He calls.

"Up here." You say.

He runs over to you and starts saying how sorry he his over and over again. A small smile creeps on your face, then you lean in and kiss his lips.

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